Gabrielle89
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A close friend of mine died two years ago. My boyfriend died in April. I've never lost anyone before these two people. I've transformed because of it. I started having experiences. For awhile I was talking to them sometimes.
On a few occasions, I reached for a bic lighter and it flew across the room. In my friends house who died, a giant object flew off the top of the fridge and landed in front of her step-dad. I wasn't the only one who saw the object flying this time. But people don't really talk about it like me. I can handle it mostly.
Once my mind was open about the after life I began having the past life memories re-surface. Because I had proof that they were still communicating past death, but the upsetting part is each time. I could have prevented them. Or I wish I could have.
I came back to check on my boyfriend. I had broken up with him because he was abusing drugs. I tried to get him not to leave to get drugs, but he was angry and wouldn't listen. I said I would take him back if he stopped using drugs. That morning he overdosed in the bathroom and I called the ambulance. It was traumatic for me.
The other time, my nineteen year old friend was at a house and it was a dangerous situation. She passed out in a guy's bed and I wasn't able to get her to come to her house with me because of how confused I was. She was taken to the hospital on the 16th, but could have died earlier. My boyfriend died on Monday the 13th of April.
I feel their presence sometimes. Like I almost heard my boyfriend telling me to get away from a certain person who I was talking to. They both overdosed on drugs.
When my Uncle was passing, I heard a voice that told me to promise him that I would never commit suicide.
That somehow I was important and powerful. I promised. It has kept me alive. This was before I lost two friends to drugs.
That is why I believe so strongly in the all loving God.
On a few occasions, I reached for a bic lighter and it flew across the room. In my friends house who died, a giant object flew off the top of the fridge and landed in front of her step-dad. I wasn't the only one who saw the object flying this time. But people don't really talk about it like me. I can handle it mostly.
Once my mind was open about the after life I began having the past life memories re-surface. Because I had proof that they were still communicating past death, but the upsetting part is each time. I could have prevented them. Or I wish I could have.
I came back to check on my boyfriend. I had broken up with him because he was abusing drugs. I tried to get him not to leave to get drugs, but he was angry and wouldn't listen. I said I would take him back if he stopped using drugs. That morning he overdosed in the bathroom and I called the ambulance. It was traumatic for me.
The other time, my nineteen year old friend was at a house and it was a dangerous situation. She passed out in a guy's bed and I wasn't able to get her to come to her house with me because of how confused I was. She was taken to the hospital on the 16th, but could have died earlier. My boyfriend died on Monday the 13th of April.
I feel their presence sometimes. Like I almost heard my boyfriend telling me to get away from a certain person who I was talking to. They both overdosed on drugs.
When my Uncle was passing, I heard a voice that told me to promise him that I would never commit suicide.
That somehow I was important and powerful. I promised. It has kept me alive. This was before I lost two friends to drugs.
That is why I believe so strongly in the all loving God.
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